Come and Play With Me

Today's post will have no design ideas, no junkin' treasures found, no tips on arranging design elements or how to create anything. Today's post has just one picture.

Teeter tottering with my four kids (one is in the background)

 Years ago a friend of mine said we only have 18 summers with our children and that made so much more of an impact on me than we only have 18 years with our children. Perhaps because summers go so fast, are gone in the blink of an eye, you realize only 18 blinks and they, the children, are gone. Perhaps it is because summers are so full. Full of memories, laughs, fun and joy...we fit so much of life in the few short months of summer. My children were small when my friend made that comment...now I am standing on a distinctly different shore. Instead of the summers stretched out in front of me wide like the ocean, I see many of them behind me with my oldest child starting her junior year of high school. My hope is you are making the most of these last few days of summer....it is one less you have to share together. So, I guess it I was wrong, this post is about creating one thing...memories.

You may have tangible wealth untold; 
Caskets of jewels and coffers of gold.  
Richer than I you can never be -- 
I had a mother who played with me...
— adapted from Strickland Gillilan